Horror... Disgust... The feeling that something like this shouldn't exist. Those were the feelings that were swimming through my mind, heart and soul. The golden light of my Holy Flame illuminated the hell I've stepped into. All my eyes could see were strangely constructed stands that looked like fake walls. On the walls were bits of pink flesh and organs still wiggling and moving as if they were still alive. The components that make up a face were arranged like a child playing with fridge magnets. All I could do was mutter my thoughts as I viewed such disturbing things.
" What the hell is this?"
I moved closer to one that drew my attention, it was the least distastful to my senses. Granted that wasn't saying much, dark brown skin, ash-like white hair and yellow eyes told me what it was I was staring at. All of these things... They're what remains of Dark Elves. This must be something like a trophy room for Alfheim's torturers. A chill ran down my spine as I thought about what would've happened to me if the Mind Magic actually worked on me.
" H...e..."
"!"
/ BUMP!/
I was shocked, there was a mouth hidden in one of the layers of skin attached to this board... And it... It can speak...
" You... Can speak?"
A deep feeling of sadness welled up within me... These Dark Elves must all still be alive. I look around and I notice that the eyes on the boards... They can follow the light from my flames. I looked back at the skin on the board that scared me... If he's still alive... Maybe I can heal them?
" Holy Heal!"
My spell goes out and it envelops as many of the boards as I could see. I look around with hope... Only to be met with despair.
" HELP ME!"
" AHHH!"
" END IT!"
" GET ME OUT OF HERE!"
" Why!?"
I healed them, but they didn't reform into a normal body... What went wrong!? They're wailing... They're in pain... I can't take the sounds they're making! Do I need to heal them more? No... There's no extra flesh or way for them to grow flesh, that's why the Holy Heal didn't work....
" Maybe if I cast Regenerate?"
" John, it won't work."
Angela's voice rings out as I attempt to gather the mana needed for the spell. I stopped in my tracks.
" What do you mean? Regenerate is exactly as it says, it should heal them, right?"
" If they were attached to their internal organs and the like, maybe that'd be the case, but currently... It's worthless to try. The only thing that's connected all around is their pain receptors. The Elves... No... Torturers in general... They've gone too far, loss themselves, forget that they're dealing with people and not meat... It's too far gone. Your time would be better served looking for their brains and stabbing them. There's no hope for these Dark Elves anymore."
" I can't just kill them off like that! There has to be a way!"
" No, John, there isn't, I've seen mortals be put in similar states, when their souls came to us, they wept in happiness that the pain was gone... You need to let go; you can't save everyone."
" That's ridiculous! I can't just give up like this! Listen to them!"
I stopped speaking and allowed the wails to overpower my voice to let Angela hear them... But instead of that, something else happened.
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The Demon King's Paladin Part 2. All Out War.
FantasyJohn Ericsson has created a life for himself in the new world that he was dragged into by Warrick, the Demon King of Diablos. Now, after marrying the loves of his life and making a place for himself in this new world, the worst thing that could come...